Task 5
"Aren't you... already dead?" Lu Zhiqi couldn't believe that the young girl in front of him was really one of his childhood friends.
But he also couldn't find any method or reason that could allow a person to disguise himself so naturally.
"No, no, no, it doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it." Lu Zhiqi was shocked and opened his mouth, "How could you still have this Nanhong bracelet?"
Mollier said "Oh", took off the necklace on his wrist and placed it on the tea table, then took out a portable light source and shone it, and a clear word "Lian" appeared in front of the two people.
"Because this string is not mine, it belongs to my mother."
The bracelet engraved with Mollier's own name was originally brought back to District 8 by Li Ming as a "relic". Later, as his consciousness was controlled by Lu Ming and he was cultivated as a vessel for reincarnation, the bracelet was discovered by Lu Ming and thrown away at home.
All these years, Molly has been wearing the necklace that 07 brought her back to the Mirage Abyss.
Lu Zhiqi had seen it at home before and knew that it was the symbol of Mollier brought back by Li Ming.
"My necklace is at your house. I have to take it back." Molly did not hide the information contained in her words at all. "Here, I brought the box." She pointed to the red square box that she had taken out and placed on the table at the beginning.
Before Lu Zhiqi could recover from the shock of his former companion coming back to life, he was immediately drawn into the next topic.
Molly didn't dwell on the bracelet issue for too long. She clearly remembered her main purpose today.
"Oh, by the way, the secret I just mentioned is about your father." Then, without caring whether the other party reacted or not, she continued to talk about Lu Ming's secrets.
Including Lu Shen’s death, Ah Xian’s identity, and the attack that Shi Youchen had suffered on the Z City Bridge.
“…”
"He had wanted to kill Shi Youchen for a long time, but he never found the right opportunity until Ah Xian appeared beside him."
Lu Zhiqi was quickly drawn to the unknown past events Morrill was telling him, and subconsciously took over the conversation, asking, "Why did he... want to kill Shi Youchen? Was that also why he asked me to investigate and win over Shi Youchen?"
"Of course, it was to make it easier to kill him. Shi Youchen found out about our family in City Z and almost discovered that he had secretly restarted the bloodline purification plan." Mollier played with his fancy nails. "And Shi Youchen also found clues about your uncle Lu Shen, and asked Ying Yungui to ask your father about it."
"Do you think he's afraid? A kid who came out of nowhere hooked up with his best friend's powerful son. If he's not careful, his huge family business will be destroyed in their hands."
"It's only because he discovered it early, otherwise it's hard to say whether those scandals would have been exposed so many years earlier."
Although Mollyer said it lightly, her heart was actually beating like a drum. She and Shi Youchen had rehearsed these words dozens of times, but when she really said them, she was still a little nervous.
Fortunately, Lu Zhiqi was completely frightened by this information, and his eyes were obviously a little sluggish.
Morrill then pressed the issue, "Also, didn't Ying Yungui take Ah Xian back to their home from the interrogation department? Later, when he went to District 13, Lu Ming secretly went to their dungeon and personally disposed of Ah Xian."
Lu Zhiqi's pupils dilated for a moment, and he asked hesitantly, "Does he... know that Ah Xian is Uncle Shen's child?"
Mollyer recalled what Shi Youchen had told her, rolled her eyes, and said, "Do you know what the difference is? If he can kill his own brother, he can certainly kill his brother's child as well."
Yes, that was something Lu Ming could do, and Lu Zhiqi knew it very well.
"There's more." Morrill was just about to give him a final, hard blow and tell him the real cause of Lu Cheng's death, when he noticed that Lu Zhiqi's face turned pale in an instant.
"Lu Zhiqi? Are you okay?" She hesitated a little because the person in front of her didn't look like he could fully bear the truth.
"No...it's okay." Lu Zhiqi reluctantly waved his hand, closing his eyes and adjusting his breathing. All the movements around him seemed to be magnified countless times in his mind in an instant. He could even clearly sense every breath Mollier took.
But at this time, he had no time to think about why Morrill's breathing was obviously getting faster and faster.
He himself was experiencing a painful tearing.
"Are you really okay? You look so bad." Morrill tried twice, but still swallowed the word "Lu Cheng" and didn't mention it again.
Lu Zhiqi's chest felt sore and stabbed, as if thousands of needles were piercing his body.
Molly's voice gradually became distant and blurred in his ears, and was replaced by another girl's voice.
It was a painful, wailing sound, accompanied by a low, beast-like roar and the sound of something violently hitting the ground.
"Enough"
"Enough"
Occasionally, he would hear Maya's cry for help again in his dreams in the middle of the night, and every time he struggled to wake up, he would be covered in cold sweat.
This was the first time he heard these sounds while awake.
Lu Zhiqi thought he knew Lu Ming well enough, but the facts always gave him a loud slap in the face.
He thought Lu Ming was only interested in profit, but Mo Feiqian told him - your father is a selfish and ruthless man, he doesn't deserve to have a partner.
He thought Lu Ming was just indifferent to emotions, but Li Ming's arrival made him see the loving and caring side of his father that he had never shown before.
He thought Lu Ming actually knew how to love and respect others, but Maya's nightmare taught him that Lu Ming was a beast from beginning to end.
"Morril," he called softly, his voice filled with strong resentment, regret, and sorrow, "What should I do?"
"Having inherited such a bloodline, what should I do?"
Lu Zhiqi looked up, his eyes bloodshot and there was no trace of his previous composure.
Molly was silent. She knew that at this moment Lu Zhiqi was just a powerless "son" who was powerless but had to admit what kind of "devil"'s offspring he was.
"Will I become like him?" The cold sweat on Lu Zhiqi's forehead dripped into his bloodshot eyes, but he didn't dare close his eyes for fear of missing any feedback.
He desperately wanted someone to give him some feedback that would help him escape the nightmare.
Morrill slapped him.
The "pa" sound of the slap was a bit muffled, because the person who hit him didn't really use any strength, and after the hit, it just lightly touched the side of the other person's face.
Lu Zhiqi felt the warmth on his face and his eyes suddenly turned red.
He heard Mollier calmly say word by word, "No, you are you, you are Lu Zhiqi, not 'Lu Ming's son' or 'Head of the Lu Family'."
"Just like I am Mollier, not 'Mo Feiqian's illegitimate daughter'."
"We are ourselves."
After a long while, Lu Zhiqi recovered from his immense fear and helplessness. Mollier finally let go of his hand.
"Your bracelet should be placed in the basement." Lu Zhiqi took off his glasses and wiped the fog off them under the table, returning to his usual elite appearance. "Anything he doesn't want others to know is thrown in that basement."
"Well, if you're okay, take me to get it?" When Morrill heard the word "basement", his fingertips curled up, but Lu Zhiqi didn't notice this tiny movement.
"Okay, follow me."
The two of them left the reception room one after the other. Mollier found that the old housekeeper who brought her in was no longer outside. She suddenly asked, "Don't you have any servants at home? I didn't even see any in the courtyard outside."
Lu Zhiqi pushed his glasses and said, "We all dismissed them a long time ago. Uncle Lu only calls for help when cleaning and renovations are needed. Usually, it's just the two of us at home."
"Oh, then you do your own washing and cooking." Molly looked around and asked absentmindedly, his attention completely not on this.
Lu Zhiqi was a little surprised: "Isn't it right to do these things yourself? Didn't you do the same before?"
Mollier was stunned for a moment. "What I mean is, you're different now than you were before." Seeing him fall silent, Mollier quickly added, "That's why I said you won't become like Lu Ming."
"Yeah." The man only responded softly and walked forward a little faster.
Why isn’t it healed yet… Morrill thought, biting his lip.
Just as she was cursing in her heart, Lu Zhiqi's private communicator rang.
"It's okay, it's okay. You answer it first." She said quickly, and after Lu Zhiqi turned around and walked aside, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
“…”
"Really? Don't worry, I'll confirm it right away."
“…”
"Okay, I understand."
Lu Zhiqi's frown deepened. After hanging up the phone, he dialed another number and waited for more than ten seconds, but the other end didn't pick up.
Mollier seemed to be admiring the decoration here unintentionally, but in fact his eyes were always on him.
Soon, Lu Zhiqi came over with a serious expression, looking apologetic. "Sorry, I have something urgent to do and need to rush back to headquarters. Do you have any other plans?"
As he spoke, a subtle sense of disharmony arose in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed by what he had just learned.
"If you have nothing else, wait for me here for a while. I'll be back as soon as possible."
Morrill didn't ask him what he was going to do, nor did he ask how long it would take him to come back. He just kept nodding and saying, "Okay, no problem, go ahead," as if he had completely forgotten the distance from here to the association's headquarters.
"I'll be back as soon as possible." Lu Zhiqi repeated it again, looked at the time, and hurriedly picked up the coat on the rack by the door and went out.
“…”
"Huh." Morrill watched him leave, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned in a certain direction.
There was a row of bookshelves not far ahead. She walked straight to the second bookshelf on the left, took a look to confirm, and murmured, "This is it." Then she reached out and moved an inconspicuous ornament on the shelf.
The huge bookshelf turned silently, revealing a ceiling-high door hidden at the back.
Mollier glanced at the empty room before disappearing behind the ceiling-high door. The bookshelf automatically returned to its original position the moment the door closed.
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